"Am I?" Shen Rou chuckled.
The bartender nodded and said in agitation, as if afraid she wouldn't believe it, "It's true. Miss Shen is the most beautiful woman I've ever seen."
When Shen Rou heard the words "most beautiful," she picked up the cocktail on the counter and finished it all.
"Then, do you like me?" Shen Rou smiled at the bartender and pinched his cheek a little.
"Miss Shen, you…" the bartender looked at her, stunned. This young bartender was unable to resist women like Shen Rou—rich, beautiful, and of "premium grade." He was delighted to think that she had an interest in him.
He immediately said, "I do, of course, I do. Miss Shen is the goddess in every man's heart. Every man likes you."
"Is it? No man would dislike me?" Shen Rou looked at the bartender in feigned shock, but tears welled up in her eyes the moment she thought of Mo Yesi's cold and heartless expression.
So all men would like her.
